yellow Quotes

“She told me once that the year she went to England she painted her buttons yellow so she would remember what the sun felt like.”

“The colours red, blue and green are real. The colour yellow is a mystical experience shared by everybody.”

“We called him Old Yeller. The name had a sort of double meaning. One part meant that his short hair was a dingy yellow, a color that we called “yeller” in those days. The other meant that when he opened his head, the sound he let out came closer to being a yell than a bark.”

“The sun is up. The sun is yellow. The yellow sun is over the house. It is hot out here in the sun.”

“A few blocks south lay the Walnut Street Prison, where Blanchard had flown that remarkable balloon. From the prison’s courtyard it rose, a yellow silk bubble escaping earth. I vowed to do that one day, slip free of the ropes that held me. Nathaniel Benson had heard me say it, but did not laugh.”

“And when he told them of the blue periwinkles, the red poppies in the yellow wheat, and the green leaves of the berry bush, they saw the colors as clearly as if they had been painted in their minds.”

“Avery loved coloring. She didn’t have many crayons, but yellow flamingos and green unicorns were more fun anyway.”

“Mother, there is a big, roaring, yellow, whiskery lion in the meadow!”

“You have yellow eyes like a stone curlew’s, so I’ll name you Alfanhui because that is the name the stone curlews call to each other.”

“The lizards, though freshly dead, were nonetheless embarrassed, because the little gland that secretes the red of blushes or rather the yellow of embarrassment- for lizards turn cold and yellow when embarrassed- had not yet dried up.”

“As everyone knows, if the first butterfly you see is yellow the summer will be a happy one. If it is white then you will just have a quiet summer. Black and brown butterflies should never be talked about- they are much too sad.”

“Time to Rise A birdie with a yellow bill Hopped upon the window sill, Cocked his shining eye and said: ‘Ain’t you ‘shamed, you sleepy-head!’ ”

″‘Oh, Mrs. Giraffe!’ he cried. ‘You are yellow just like me! Are you my mother?‘”